He saw me and stopped whispering to me " did you enjoy what you saw? Your Mother is a wild lady." He walked away leaving me wondering why he said that... But not before whispering to me " you are a pretty little thing" in a creepy voice. I was speechless and watched him disappear down the stairs. I sat in my room thinking about what he had said when Paula came in my room.She said "did you see him?"I shook my head yes."Isn't he gorgeous?" she said.I really wasn't thinking about that then I. She nodded her head.I shuddered, her pussy feeling so delicious on my dick. It ached and throbbed, swelling harder and harder beneath her. She slid up until she rubbed right on the tip. My futa-cock ached and throbbed. I groaned, my round breasts jiggling. I shifted my head, my golden curls brushing my cheek.“Damn,” I groaned.“I know. It makes you so hard, doesn’t it?” she purred. Then she looked over her shoulder. “And you, honey? Does it make you hard?”“Yeah,” Kurt groaned, rubbing at his. Over and over. Longest job I had was three years mostly cause I was sucking the manager out twice a shift. But she wanted me to come back to her place and do her husband and I was like no fucking way and she got tired of hearing me say no so, boom, out.So, I kind of drifted for a while. Finally, I was like a month from losing my unemployment and I was just kind of wandering around and I see this lady unloading her car. She's old, right? I mean, not ancient but definitely over 50. So I come over. Then he collapsed the box, put it on his shelf, and practically collapsed onto his bed.***Mike woke up the next morning to his regular alarm, and realized he'd forgotten to turn it off. Well, it didn't really matter, since he had to get to the karate dojo anyway. He sat up, and rubbed his chin, feeling the stubble. He got up, and got dressed in record time, and was out the door, heading for karate class.Bridget had been listening for Mike to leave. She wanted to experiment with the box some.